Chapter 1189 Fooling the Old Man
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The winning rate is two to one.
Chen Mo bets one thousand low-grade spiritual stones, and after adding the principal, he will receive three thousand low-grade spiritual stones.
It takes only half a stick of incense to earn so many spiritual stones.
When Liang Wanliang looked at Chen Mo, the contempt in his eyes became more cautious. He didn't expect that Chen Mo actually won so many spirit stones, and his hands felt itchy.
"Boy...!" Liang Wanliang changed his words: "Brother, we agreed before we came here that I would bring you to play. Now you are playing alone, do you think of me as your brother?"
Liang Wanliang only now regards Chen Mo as a verbal brother, and the purpose is not to ask for low-grade spiritual stones.
Sister Hong glanced at Liang Wanliang with disdain. Compared to Chen Mo, Liang Wanliang was absolutely useless.
"Sir, these are three thousand low-grade spiritual stones. Please keep them." Sister Hong handed a storage ring to Chen Mo.
After Chen Mo took it, he didn't look at how many low-grade spiritual stones there were.
Instead, he threw it to Liang Wanliang in the air and said nonchalantly: "To me, spiritual stones are just numbers. Young Master Liang, you can play with them as you wish."
In order to sneak into the Tianmen, Chen Mo had no choice but to bleed a lot and use 3,000 low-grade spiritual stones to gain Liang Wanliang's trust. This move won Sister Hong's favor even more.
How demeanor a person is.
It can be seen from Chen Mo's actions that he regards money as dirt.
Three thousand low-grade spiritual stones are enough for a foundation-building monk to cultivate to the golden elixir realm.
However, Chen Mo did not hesitate to give it to Liang Wanliang.
The lavish means are simply not too generous.
"Thanks."
Liang Wanliang got three thousand low-grade spiritual stones as he wished, and looked at Chen Mo with great satisfaction.
At this time, he discovered that Chen Mo was more capable than he thought and knew how to give him low-grade spiritual stones.
I really misunderstood this guy just now.
No, it's three thousand low-grade spiritual stones.
You must support Chen Mo as the God of Wealth.
Chen Mo didn't know that one of his actions would be recognized by Liang Wanliang.
"By the way, Sister Hong, I want to know where to sign up for the Xuanwu Field?" Chen Mo asked Sister Hong.
Watching monsters fight, Chen Mo felt it was a waste of time.
Only a playboy like Liang Wanliang can do boring things. A truly strong person should go to the ring in person, defeat his opponent, and obtain the spiritual stones given by the arena.
Firstly, it can increase combat experience, and secondly, it can earn spiritual stones.
Kill two birds with one stone, why not.
After hearing Chen Mo's words, Sister Hong smiled coquettishly and said, "Sir, if you want to become a member of the Xuanwu Field, you must first register with me, and then you can compete in the ring."
"That's it!" Chen Mo nodded and said, "Then you can arrange registration for me. I want to participate in the Xuanwu Field."
"Sir, please come with me."
Sister Hong glanced at Liang Wanliang, then left with Chen Mo.
Liang Wanliang smiled disdainfully, "Humph, what a fool. Give me the spirit stone, and then go to the Xuanwu Arena. I'm not as leisurely and elegant as you. If you want to play, you should play in the Beast Arena."
Compared to the Xuanwu Field, Liang Wanliang prefers the Beast Arena, because fighting monsters is all about killing monsters with one hit, and there are not many tricks. The battles between monks stop at one point and are not passionate enough.
As everyone knows, the battles between monks are all about defeating each other, and they pay attention to ingenious methods.
"Elder, he is here to register as a member of the Xuanwu Field." Sister Hong took Chen Mo to a registration room, where an old man in his sixties was sitting on a chair and sleeping.
After hearing Sister Hong's words, the old man in his 60s woke up slowly. Looking at Chen Mo's young appearance, the old man picked up the registration book and writing brush and said impatiently: "Name."
"nameless!"
"origin!"
"Ends of the world!"
"age!"
"young and promising!"
As the old man in his 60s finished asking, Chen Mo answered immediately. However, Chen Mo's words made both the old man and Sister Hong stunned. Wuming, why didn't you say that you have no father or mother? There are even the ends of the earth. Why do you feel that you are missing the whole world? For home.
And you are young and promising, who knew you were young and promising!
"Nonsense...!"
The old man in his 60s asked kindly about Chen Mo's origins, but Chen Mo actually fooled him. He was furious, and a very dissatisfied look flashed in his eyes, "I think you don't want to participate in the Xuanwu Arena. In this case, I'm going to see you off. The arena can't accommodate you." This great god.”
"Elder, don't, he was just joking."
Sister Hong hurriedly smoothed things over and said, "Please elders give him another chance. He will definitely answer truthfully and will not joke again."
"Huh, you're kidding. What kind of place is this? A vegetable market?" The old man was furious, thinking about what kind of person he was. When he asked Chen Mo, Chen Mo actually fooled him casually.
If Sister Hong hadn't been present, the old man would have definitely kicked Chen Mo out of the arena.
The old man suppressed his anger, but when he looked at Chen Mo, his face looked extremely ugly, and he said coldly: "Boy, I'll give you another chance. I hope you answer truthfully."
"Senior, you are just participating in the Xuanwu Field, but your attitude towards me is like asking a hostage. If that is the case, it is okay not to participate in the Xuanwu Field."
Chen Mo looked at the old man with an unkind expression on his face.
Coming to the Xuanwu Arena was not just to win a hundred consecutive victories, but also to increase his popularity. In this way, Chen Mo didn't believe that Suan Tianmen would not win over him.
You must know that Liang Feiyun, as the young master of the Tianshuang Clan, is unable to survive alone. As long as she is not an idiot and knows that there is a monk in the arena who has achieved a hundred consecutive victories, she will definitely invite him.
Unless Liang Feiyun didn't know about this.
Chen Mo has known Liang Feiyun for a short time, but he also knows that Liang Feiyun is a person who is very eager to do big things.
But if you want to do big things, you have to be informal.
"I'm so angry." Hearing Chen Mo's unreasonable words again, the old man felt like he couldn't lift himself up in one breath and almost fell to the ground. This Chen Mo was like a thorn.
No matter how Sister Hong tries to stop him, she will drive him out of the arena.
"Come here." The old man shouted.
Two guards from the arena walked in outside the door, and the old man ordered: "Catch this kid, drive him out of the arena, and don't let me see him again, otherwise, you will be better off."
"yes!"
The two guards walked towards Chen Mo and spread their hands. Seeing this, Sister Hong immediately stood in front of Chen Mo and said, "Elder, please calm down. He is young and reckless. As long as I say a few words to him, he will definitely know." wrong."
"Really?" The old man looked unbelieving. If Chen Mo could change, he wouldn't be indifferent.
In fact, Chen Mo didn't want to change.
If the shop bullies customers, shouldn't they allow others to remain anonymous?
Looking at Chen Mo and the old man, Sister Hong was in a dilemma.
However, she still pulled Chen Mo, moved to the corner and whispered: "Young Master, endure the calm for a while, and take a step back to open up the world."
"Elder, he is old and has a bad temper. As long as you talk to him nicely, you will be fine."
Sister Hong patiently explained. Chen Mo thought for a moment and then felt relieved.
The old man looked at Sister Hong's face and did not kill Chen Mo.
It can be seen from this that Sister Hong has an extraordinary origin.